Son of a Witch

Good thing Billy didn't tease. Bucky liked how their hands fit together and he definitely didn't want to talk about it. Blaming it on survival made things easier for now.

"See? You can. Now c'mon, this way." As straight a path as possible, not smooth terrain but not the worst. Bucky walked a little ahead so Billy could follow in his wake, hopefully shielded from the growing storm as much as possible by Bucky's own body. In places he stopped to help Billy over obstacles, even bodily lifting him up at one point but still pushing on relentlessly. Unless Billy called for a break, he didn't want to stop.